𝕸𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖆 (RP)
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Mistress of Murder, Lady of Whispers, Master of Seduction. { #TESRP #MVRP #NSFW #SkyrimRP } {21+} FC: Monica Bellucci #FanAccount #Parody
"Meyz nu Ysmir, Dovahsebrom. Dahmaan daar. = You are Ysmir now, the Dragon of the North, hearken to it." A warrior who lost his memories except his mother's Name. Laat Dovahkiin = Last Dragonborn FC: Farkas & Vilkas Straight #MS with chemistry. Lewd only with ship #MCURp #TESRp #OC #BlazeKing
// I really need to finish this. It's so close to being done.
// New to BlueSky, not to writing Mephala. I've been writing her almost 6 years on Twitter. Working on pin. I'll be writing soon. 😉
She wasn't known for being nice. Hopefully, he wouldn't tell people she was. "So...you are very on edge. And no, I can't read your mind. I'm just great at reading others, in general."
"Yes, please. I appreciate your kindness." He slowly approached the spot next to her and sat down, holding his hands together with some fidgeting motions with them. He was lost.
She could feel different waves of energy coming off of him and it was slightly concerning. However, she didn't show it. She waved her hand to make her book disappear and sat up a bit to give him attention. "Locked away, huh? That's not fun. Would you like to sit here next to the pool and chat?"
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"Im new to this world. I've been locked away all my existence because of who my parents were before they were betrayed by those who came before this reality existed." His energy was all over the place as if he didn't know how to manage it.
She set her book aside and looked up at the individual approaching her with a slightly amused expression. "I am the Goddess of deceit, lies, murder, and sex. Why do you ask~?" She purred as a smirk graced her lips.
"Forgive me if I seem ignorant, but what are you the goddess of?" Eldric asked while walking up to her.
Oh, now she was intrigued and it showed because she was now lying on her side to look at him with an arched brow. "You...gave up the hunt? Gave up toying with mortals?" She asked before her eyes darkened at the mention of Molag. "You know I hate him with a fiery passion, right?"
"I once thought all that was important was the hunt. I may still speak of such things. But I no longer toy with mortals. I don't know if it's just me getting old or just too attached to the werebeasts. But I have traveled to other realms. I've seen things that would make Molag sick"
"I believe it was because you were always busy glorifying the hunt." She set her book aside with a pause. "And I've been glorifying my own kind of hunt...I suppose." She smirked. "Mortals are fun to toy with~." She shifted to look over at him with a mischievous smirk.
"I can see that you are. It's not often you and I talk. I don't remember if there was a reason for that. Thank you for allowing me to join you." He sat down in the chair next to her's starting to relax.
She tilted her sunglasses down far enough to get a good look at him as a dark eyebrow arched in curiosity before a small smirk graced her lips. "Hello, Hircine~. Of course I'm relaxing. I'm a professional at relaxing, though I'm usually relaxing with purpose. You can join me if you'd like."
"It's good to see you relaxing. May I join you?"
Yes, she's aware it's fall and getting close to the holidays for many mortals. So? She's a goddess. She can hang out by the pool anytime she wants.
// New to BlueSky, not to writing Mephala. I've been writing her almost 6 years on Twitter. Working on pin. I'll be writing soon. 😉